Hold your ground! Hold your ground! Sons of
Gondor, of Rohan, my brothers, I see in your
eyes the same fear that would take the heart
of me. A day may come when the courage of men
fails, when we forsake our friends and break
all bonds of fellowship, but it is not this
day. An hour of wolves and shattered shields,
when the age of men comes crashing down, but
it is not this day! This day we fight!!By all
that you hold dear on this good Earth,I bid
you stand, Men of the West!!!

dont care what their name actually means, shes still a bitch for saying she wants something she really doesnt. fuck women fuck society for turning alpha men beta and fuck all my insecurities and just chill the fuck out to friendzone damn it

just a tip if you keep perpetually sulking, crying, bitching, and whining and scrapping at your chaffed ass nipples about banal shit that nobody gives a fuck about your face is gonna start reeking like mildew and probably rot right off, my suggestion? grow a big fat ol pair of man nuts and give em a good ol rub n squeeze, maybe throw out the vodka coolers and vogue slims and you might start acting like more of a man and less of a sassy streetwalker

I'm the harbinger, not the author of these timeless words. Led by the
Comforter I sing to you. And if my throat were to be cut from ear to
ear, I hope that these words would carry on in these songs that I pray
you sing one day. We sing for you. We sing for you. We sing for you.
We sing for you. We sing for you. We sing for you. We sing for you. We
sing for you.

Music is an intricate language. Melded and birthed under the initial lattice work of the instrumentals with an optional set of lyrics lies the substance and the essence of the sounds - the veritas of what the artist has created. It is a life of its own: it is the feelings invoked - it is the feelings evoked; ideally, it is a force that lasts forever, even outliving its very creator in the number of its days. The under-flowing language has rthe power to move minds and bring together enemies - to connect lives and to sooth the emotional loss of a death. Some musicians aren't aware of this power in their art, and some, like Godspeed You! Black Emperor, wield it like a weapon to pierce and dissolve the preconceptions of the mind where a new pathway for growth can be forged and built upon - a rnew revelation can be realized and understood. Somber, desolate, and undeniable beautiful, Allelujah! Don't Bend! Ascend! is a revelation of one side of this immaculate veritas that makes up the framework for an artist's music: it is a key to the emotional realm of the of the mourning where anything living weeps a sorrowful song.

If you or any staff member of this site this, you're just proving everything I say here
and even being cowards.

So...

Where are the arguments for such crap you said? You look ridiculous and seem to be doing
some kind of rvengeance.

If you want to say something so negative, you should at least give examples to support
your arguments (can we evenrclassify what you said as arguments or just bullshit?), but
you just criticize without any basis.

Seriously, who hired you to review music on this site? Do you have any training in music
and/or journalism? You do rit for free? Probably.

I bet you have almost no money and lives at in your parent's home, or maybe a minuscule
and cheap rented rapartment. (This is the kind of arguments you use, just wanted to show
how any one can do the same job you rdo...I'm sorry for my honesty, but you're just a
joke).

And yeah, you wish to be half of what any member of Sum 41 is, but you're just a loser and
a joke. I hope you don't rneed any anti-depressive pills after read this (if you're
capable to follow me until the end).

(Note: By the way, this site is so shitty that your e-mails are recognized as spam by
Google. Not to say that the site ris poorly constructed and full of bugs. This site will
be dead soon.)

About Me: MSc in Informatics Engineering. Learned music for twelve years.